" there were late nights, but those nights consisted of…”
“of what?”
“p—”
“perversion?”
“no.”
“peculiar habits?”
“no. well, one.”
“if you don’t tell me right away what it is, i will knit all of your clothes from now on,” jane said, and she fully intended to follow through on her threat.
“poetry,” g blurted out.
“pardon me?”

- g & jane "

― Cynthia Hand , My Lady Jane (The Lady Janies, #1)